HELLO DARKNESS
MY OLD FRIEND
I'VE COME TO TALK
WITH YOU AGAIN
BECAUSE A VISION
SOFTLY CREEPING
LEFT ITS SEEDS WHILE
I WAS SLEEPING
AND THE VISION THAT WAS
PLANTED IN MY BRAIN
STILL REMAINS
WITHIN THE SOUND OF SILENCE
IN RESTLESS DREAMS
I WALKED ALONE
NARROW STREETS
OF COBBLESTONE
'NEATH THE HALO OF
A STREET LAMP
I TURNED MY COLLAR TO
THE COLD AND DAMP
WHEN MY EYES WERE STABBED
BY THE FLASH OF A NEON LIGHT
THAT SPLIT THE NIGHT
AND TOUCHED THE SOUND OF SILENCE
AND IN THE NAKED
LIGHT I SAW
TEN THOUSAND PEOPLE
MAYBE MORE
PEOPLE TALKING WITHOUT
SPEAKING
PEOPLE HEARING WITHOUT
LISTENING
PEOPLE WRITING SONGS
THAT VOICES NEVER SHARED
AND NO ONE DARED
DISTURB THE SOUND OF SILENCE
FOOLS SAID I
YOU DO NOT KNOW
SILENCE LIKE
A CANCER GROWS
HEAR MY WORDS
THAT I MIGHT TEACH YOU
TAKE MY ARMS
THAT I MIGHT REACH YOU
BUT MY WORDS
LIKE SILENT RAINDROPS FELL
AND ECHOED IN THE WELLS
OF SILENCE
AND THE PEOPLE BOWED
AND PRAYED
TO THE NEON GOD
THEY MADE
AND THE SIGN FLASHED
OUT ITS WARNING
IN THE WORDS THAT IT
WAS FORMING
AND THE SIGN
SAID THE WORDS
OF THE PROPHETS
ARE WRITTEN ON THE
SUBWAY WALLS
AND TENEMENT HALLS
AND WHISPERED
IN THE SOUND
OF SILENCE